Ch.8

"Ethan!"

Ethan looked up from his desk at work. He was annoyed to find Fox there.

"Well what do I owe the pleasure?" he said rolling his eyes.

"Shut the hell up Ethan. I came here to talk…so sit there and shut your mouth."

Ethan glared at his younger brother.

Fox walked over to his desk.

"Do you know where Teresa is right now Ethan?"

"No, why? Don't tell me you can't even keep track of your own girlfriend…"

"Ethan I swear to God, shut up!"

Ethan could tell Fox was serious. He got quiet.

"She's in the hospital Ethan."

Ethan's face fell.

"What?"

"She's been there for about a week."

Ethan was stunned. He didn't know what to say.

"Why?"

Fox scoffed.

"You want to take a guess?"

Ethan shrugged his shoulders.

"Try severe depression and attempted suicide Ethan."

The color drained from his face.

"Why would she do that?" he whispered out loud to himself.

Fox looked at him.

"Why do you think? Maybe because you and the bitch you call your wife took her son away from her!"

Ethan stood up, outraged.

"Don't talk about my wife like that Fox!"

"Hey, if the shoe fits."

Ethan clenched his fists in anger.

"Don't blame me for what's wrong with Teresa Fox…I know you might not believe it, but I would never intentionally hurt her."

"Oh I see…so that must be why you took her son away from her, right Ethan?"

"It's complicated." He answered, calming himself down.

Fox sighed, running his hands through his hair.

"Ethan, I don't know why you've been acting like this lately, but I do know that you care about Teresa…I can see it in your face right now."

Ethan didn't say anything.

"I don't know why you agreed with Gwen to take little Ethan…to be honest, I really don't care about the reasons right now…none of that is important…. Teresa is important."

"I know that," Ethan said softly.

"She needs help Bro. And that's where you come in."

Ethan was puzzled.

"What can I do?"

"You can help me get he son back. You can give up little Ethan."

Ethan closed his eyes.

"I can't do that Fox, you know that."

"Why not?"

Ethan hesitated.

"It's Gwen isn't it?" Fox asked.

"She would never forgive me if I went back on my word Fox…"

"Ethan, please…"

He looked away.

"I can't promise anything Fox."

Fox sighed and turned around, walking out of the room.

Ethan looked up once Fox had left.

"But I can try."